Frost has fallen, and it has reached the last festival of autumn! Autumn is gone, leave an open sky for the heart, listen to the last notes of autumn, and find the last beauty of autumn!
Ten poems of autumn suburbs, to appreciate the last splendor and quiet beauty of autumn!
Autumn suburbs look out
Don-Maday
The degree of birds to perch, yin insects every night.
Yu Xia is charming, autumn han, and the moon is in the waves.
The vines will wither and pass away.
Geng Ran shook his thoughts, and he didn't make a song alone.
Autumn suburbs
Song-Liu Yingshi
Persimmon leaves float in the house, and the sunset mounds are halfway up the mountain.
After sleeping, the west wind was urgent, messing with the number of books in front of my window.
Autumn suburbs dawn trip
Song-Ouyang Xiu
The cold suburbs are sparse and the autumn colors are easy to follow.
Wild burns invade the river, and mountain crows fly toward the sun.
The song is collected and the tree is gone, and the lotus is cut off and the field is returned.
The restaurant is cooked, and the white bamboo is invited.
Autumn outing
Song - The Way of kings
The broken bridge is adjacent to wild water, and the sparse house sees people's homes.
Tender green a few furrows, dark yellow three-way flowers.
Breaking the clouds and expelling themselves, Zheng Yanwang returned credit.
Good to visit Han Xiang, the mountains and forests raise white crows.
Zanshu Suburbs
Song-Wen Tong
Xiao Xiao's wind color made it cold, and he saw the original sunset in the suburbs.
Last night the stars frosted and the moon set, and the forest was full of red leaves.
It has been the beginning of the old age of the Northern Lotus, and it is even more regrettable that the Eastern Hedge Chrysanthemum is gradually thinning.
Hugh felt that the years were hurt, and the wine in front of him was contrary.
Yuan-Wang Tingjun
The skinny horse stepped on the clear sand and the breeze was long-slanted.
In August and September, the west wind was blowing, and two or three trees were sparsely planted.
The grass remains in the calves, and the sunset sends the crows.
There is new wine in the neighboring village, and yellow flowers are watched by the fence.
Autumn suburbs immediately two songs one of them
Jin-Liu Ying
The ridge pine is dark, and the empty city is barren of grass thorns.
Several peaks cross the bird road, a path around the sheep's intestines.
Mulberry leaf dew is still fertile, and the rice blossom wind has been fragrant.
Ten years of childhood dreams, nostalgia and sadness.
Ming-Shi Jian
The sails of the waves are not tied to the boat, and the sun diagonal flute is in the middle of the current.
The mountains are green and the white rivers are green, and the flocks of geese are suddenly chirping in autumn.
Ming-Yin Yunxiao
Today, there is no happiness, and the song is fading.
Come to the wilderness and sit in the evening clouds.
Autumn leaves do not treat each other, and the sea tide and air return to themselves.
By who asks what to go, loneliness is rare.
Nozomi Akiba
Qing-Li Shi
Xiao Xiao's yellow leaves fell on the fishing canopy, and the small Liguan Bridge was afraid of the evening wind.
Di Tateshina also knows that autumn is lonely, and a branch remains red by the water.